Soon Yazov's order was answered in time, and a dozen ignorant children were brought to the church by the rude soldiers, kneeling opposite their fathers, and several timid children could not help sobbing at the frightening chill in the air.

"Children, don't be afraid. The white-robed priest comforted in a gentle tone, "I will protect you." ”

"You can't even protect yourself. Yazov sneered, and as if to confirm the truth of his words, a knight rode out, jumped high and aimed his spear at the chest of the white-clothed priest, and stabbed it very resolutely.

The white-clothed priest did not hide at all, and even his expression did not change.

The believers exclaimed, the spear was already less than a foot from the priest's chest, and they could even smell the strong smell of blood on the spear, and in the next second it would pierce flesh and bones, and blood would be splashed on everyone's face.

The believers closed their eyes in despair.

But after a moment, they didn't hear the muffled sound of the blade entering their bodies and the touch of blood spilling on their faces.

They shuddered to open their eyes, and found that the spear was held by a tall man, and no matter how hard the knight tried, he could not move an inch.

The believers knew that the man who blocked the knight was a hard laborer in the church, a guy nicknamed Stump, who was usually obscure and did not like to talk much, but he worked very hard, and the believers' impression of him was limited to that he was a hard-working serf, but could the serf stand up to the knight's charge head-on?

The answer is obvious.

"I'm not mistaken, this church is not simple, even the strongest combat power is hiding in this place incognito," Yazov saw that the stump was covered with burn marks, which was to hide the golden runes that were originally very conspicuous on the skin, "Do you think that a paladin can change the situation today?"

"You can try. The paladin did not deny his identity, he stepped forward, his voice was as heavy as the bluestone at the bottom of the river, without a trace of trembling.

"I've wanted to try it for a long time. Yazov waved his hand, and suddenly dozens of knights raised their spears in unison, charging towards the paladin in front of the Holy See, the earth was shaking, the paladin's face was not flustered, only serious and attentive, his body sank and pulled his right arm back hard, like a full bow.

"Devout believers, let's repel these invaders!" the white-clad priest seemed to have regained his self-confidence, and he desperately encouraged the faithful to take up arms and fight the cavalry, "God will bless us!"

I have to say that the Holy See has always been extremely tough in brainwashing, and the believers only hesitated for a moment, then they roared and rushed into the church, took out their weapons and launched a counterattack against the family's cavalry.

"My lord," a ten-captain asked with some hesitation when he saw this scene, "...... these lords?"

Yazov turned his head and glanced at him lightly, and the ten-captain immediately understood what he meant, since they had already taken up weapons against themselves on the battlefield, then they were no longer the clan's lords.

Their collective name should be the enemy.

The number of cavalry brought by Yazov was not large, less than a hundred, perhaps because of this, the priest saw a glimmer of hope for victory, with the paladins pressing the formation, plus dozens of believers, enough to support the group of personnel on the mission to evacuate safely.

The most important thing is that the person must not be discovered by the other party.

Thinking of the crucial person in the plan, the white-clothed priest gritted his teeth, no matter what, no one could find out his true identity, otherwise this mission would be in vain.

On the other side, the paladins had already made the most direct contact with the charging cavalry.

The two sides were like a tide, and the moment they made contact, they stirred up rolling waves.

The paladin was unarmed, and swung his most primitive fist at the nearest cavalryman, while a dozen spears stabbed from different directions.

"Click!"

The sound of tooth-aching bones breaking sounded, and the moment the paladin's fist smashed on his body, the first cavalry felt as if he had hit a heavy wall, and the irresistible force rushed towards him, and time seemed to slow down, and he saw the part of the mount below his neck dented in an extremely strange way, and the huge force passed through the body of the mount and passed to his body.

A burst of darkness ensued.

Everyone saw that the cavalryman and the horse flew backwards four or five meters away, a large amount of blood gushing out from the broken crack of the body, and even the pink internal organs and wriggling intestines could be seen.

Soon a blood-colored river gathered on the ground.

The armor on the horses and cavalry did not protect at all, and the paladin's fists were violently deformed at the same time.

Yazov couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, it was a plate armor half an inch thick, in terms of defensive power alone, it was enough to withstand the strength of five hundred kilograms, but it was like a layer of waste paper in front of the paladin.

What the hell is this monster!

Seeing this scene, Yazov couldn't help but have a strong admiration for the Duke of Winton, how powerful was the Duke who had lost his armor and corpses to kill such a team of monsters?

But the Christians are much worse off.

It is entirely conceivable that although these believers may have been soldiers in the past, their reaction speed and combat skills have been reduced too much due to their long and comfortable life, and compared to the elite cavalry who have experienced a lot of battles, the combat power of the two sides is not on the same plane at all.

"Ah!" the believer's screams rang out, and a knight swung his sword and slashed off his arm, but before his cry of pain could subside, a pitch-black spear stabbed him in the throat.

Looking at the battlefield, the battle between the believers and the cavalry was completely one-sided, while the paladins faced the siege of a dozen knights alone, and they did not fall behind at all.

This is not good, the heart of the white-clothed priest sank, the believers could not pose an effective threat to the cavalry at all, and when the believers were killed, then the defeat of the paladin was only a matter of time, and the other party came prepared, it was impossible not to expect that there would be a strong combat power on their side, they must still be hiding the killer in secret.

According to the intelligence, the mysterious organization Shadow Regiment in Lindong City has gathered a large number of killers and powerful guys, and they will be involved in every military operation, and the white-clothed priest does not believe that this time it will fall.

The white-clad priest looked around, trying to find a lurking enemy.